Sky-Scraping Tower

The Dayan Empire had enjoyed a reign of over thirteen hundred years.
The Emperor was critically ill, the Crown Prince was regent, local immortal sects were entrenched, and central authorities were vying for power in the chaotic court.
Upon waking,
Xu Yuan saw a dilapidated temple in the mountain rain at night,
saw the eerie, broken-armed stone Buddha,
and,
the mysterious woman by the fire, her face veiled by thin gauze.
...
...
He had become the ultimate villain's third son, of pure heritage and legitimate lineage.
The fake villain, dressed in fine garments and enjoying luxurious feasts, simply waited to be humiliated, while the real villain was caught by the Big Ice Lump and dragged across the world in flight from the start.
Golden finger?
Only a fake villain relied on a golden finger to get rich, a true villain dared to confront a bleak life!
"If Heaven had not birthed me, Xu Changtian, villains would be as eternal as the never-ending night."
"........"
"Father, save me!"

Let Me Explain, Fairy

Listening to the rain patter outside, Xu Yuan sat in the pavilion, his eyes lowered reading the book in his hands.


The pages had yellowed with age, and the ink marks on the title page were somewhat blurred, but one could still make out the title.


The author was untraceable, recounting what they had seen and heard along their travels through Qianji Gorge.


Qianji Gorge, being a lawless land, had given rise to many uncivilized barbarian tribes.


They had the most primitive customs and beliefs, as well as the bloodiest sacrificial rituals.


Compared to these tribes, the Earth Palace Remnants seemed civilized.


The most the Earth Palace Remnants did was believe in natural selection, driving the useless into ghoul nests to fend for themselves, whereas most tribes in Qianji Gorge actively engaged in cult-like blood sacrifice rituals.


Chapter 580: Who is More Mysterious?